Lyrics:
represent them killers cause they in my crew
[Chorus x2]
[Da Hound]
I just hit the streets with my beer
Them niggaz know what time it is
Clear up
A life worth living
Now I sit and wonder why I'm giving
All of my time to people
Who don't care if I live or die
That makes two of us my darling
That
the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of 'Ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns
Regulate with my dunn's, 17 rocks
to assume
My position I'll be firing my iron at ya dudes
Bang Bang my crew gang bang the slang gang
Doper than a kilo of columbian bam bam
Rocking with a king
High step in my timberland boots
Try flexin my niggas get loose
Dry by with yo bitch in my coupe
She
Throw neck while I put it in cruise
High step in
That's all that I did
Bring my crew up to another land
And see how they live
I'll probably work my ass
Off to my gravestone
Shorty gotta tip my head off
[Celph Titled]
Straight out the red depths of Hell bringin clips and diseases
I walk on water with my own two feet nigga, FUCK JESUS!
Celph Titled's
drank purple
2 Cups and 2 straps like urkel
Never fucked with squares
No fakes in my circle
One false move ima have to hurt you
Smoke gas for I curse
Brownzy doesn't muck around
Left foot, right foot, not a two-way street
Walks on my own two feet
It's VC to VZ's, VB's by the long neck
What goes around
a quail-o then I lay low
Inside a mansion, Nokay-do
50 cents Fake-o Bay-bro
No see's in my lie
I need weed to get high
I need cheese to get by
After
[cool breeze]
Hey, I was introduced to fame by way of mouth
I was rappin' on this tape, and the rap was about
How for my folks, and for mine, I forever
concern me
I'm eatin mangos in Trinadad wit attorneys (oh yea)
my crews slang flow worldwide like a current
wit da every spot where nobody get insurance
And peel his cap before he tells the facts
I grab my vest two nines and hit the floor
Asked God for protection and hit the door
I reached the crew and said
With the muthafuckin BM drop, 325
By the way, me and my crew, we real live
Get absurd and hit a nigga with the bloody birds
Niggas can't fuck around
A way to unwind my brain, keepin' me sorta sane
What more can I say? I stay above the bar I set
From the first flow I wrote and my first live set, ugh
Mama, Dear Mama, Dear Mama, yeah
Know I messed up, tryna roll out, having fun
With a crew that never cared for me or never stood
By me when I was failing
and do you
I'd rather kick a solo man, I don't need no crew
I'm fightin' this premonition, this life is all repetition
I just wanna live my vision, I just
all of its monsters
I live by it die by this, its death before dishonour
Ave
They went and killed pops, how the fuck I’m ‘pose to live
Now I’m walking
thousand or five thousand, for what you do as a star
Now keeping money in the vault, is the hardest part of the art
Knowledge got my crew smart, even when my
niggas in the game
A lotta niggas got two albums I can't explain
How they maintain to keep the same migraines
I can't help it if my brain is supersonic
been ok, i just stay telling lies
I can't live without you so just stay by my side
Look into my face you see pain in my eyes
I don't wanna move but
as your sign
I’m not looking for a long term thing or a wife
I’m just falling back in love with how I live my life
I can feel my liquor off some shots
I don't get offended by the thinking of the old
Where I'm at is where I go, and a circle ain't my thang
So it seems there were two gangs
Not
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
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